Jamaica--Hoffmeisters   Cambria--Wolks & Schwanzers  New Hyde Park--O'Loughlins  Brooklyn--Markowitzes 
Kings Park--Webers   Now--Ryans & Sullivans   Started my life in Philly, was too young to remember anyone.
Like Sal, I've always been blessed w/ good neighbors

ow yes this is pretty cool... im new here.. thanks


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What bounderies determine neighbors? Same buiding, Same Block, back yard Neighbors? Alot of my were great.

Danny McNally was my next door neighbor growing up and my surrogate grandfatther as I never knew either one.  He was an old-timer who always had time to talk to me, from when I was a toddler through most of college at which point the landlord sold both our houses and we went our separate ways (sadly I lost touch).  He was likely in his 90s during the 1980s.  He was an alcoholic a large part of his live but appartently recovered before I came arround.

I great guy to talk with who had a fantastic book collection.  Often I would borrow books from his house for school.  We both enjoyed yardwork and had some of the best self-done yards in the neighborhood.  He told me great stories about baseball, recalling how things changed once Rith came along and how someone like Hore-Run Baker had to sock the ball a mile to get a homerun.  When I used to talk about fishing at Kissena Lake he would tell me time when he was a kid and how it was a natural shored lake, plenty of wild fish, and had a stone bridge separating the main lake from the smaller section (later filled in by the city).

Yo Paddy, If remember correctly He (I) also bought said battery with me. Did it outlast your car?

In Harlem neighborhood village on 128th [bet 7th and Lenox] neighbors helped us latch-door key kids grow up. While our parents worked, [shoes fasted to metal wheels with a key] we; skated on concrete sidewalks played dodge ball, stick ball, hopp scotch, jacks, pick up sticks and old maid cards.  When  street lights came on [day or night ] we were home and neighboors made sure every child whose parent was not there had something to eat.

Fifty or more families lived in neat-clean brownstone walkups across from PS68, schoolyard, and when one family struggled to pay rent, they held parties. [selling dinners]

Through the years, I have met and forgotten so many names and faces, but to this day, vividly remember  every name and house my neighbors lived in. One family in particular, The Efords, seven children, ruled the block. They eventually moved, became successful entreprenuers and business owners, [a few upscale in Harlem].

Those were the days!!!!